This Is The End Story

Die, die
The city is filling with poison, like the air is somehow alive. Hope is lost,
fade away into emptiness. Celebrate the steady decline
Crushing the facade of all dreams
I collapse from the weight of my nothingness. I realize that everything fails.
It bores in me; I’m bored of it, aboard a ship that’s sinking and burning.
My mouth fills with bile when I think of it, how the hatred consumes me alive.
How many lifetimes spent in agony tearing at words that won’t rip?
An image, permanent
Crushing the facade of all dreams
Succumb to pressure bearing down. The end, exhausted, I have found that loss is
a fire that always burns. And with these words, I am consumed
Everything is undone
Let my place go absent. I gasp for air and choke on fumes. Rot and shit and
fear and failure. (One last look at it, one last breathe of it.) Fuck all this
pageantry, I’ll sing no more sweet words. Severed bones scream of silence.
(Turn away. To the dust returned.)
Crushing the facade of all dreams
With every second getting closer, life’s out of hand, I’m out of reach.
Gaps in this conscience growing deeper still. I see no reason to push on.
Hands in the shadows, pulling us down. Tragedy’s vessel
Solitude speaks through me
This is the ending
This is goodbye
This ends my confidence
This ends my pride
This is departure
This is defeat
This is a reckoning
I am now complete